Now, Back to The Dating Game

And now, Marcie, let’s learn a bit about the bachelor you picked: He’s a prehistoric cave art critic for the Akron Daily Flugelhorn, he enjoys wind jumping, base sailing, and para surfing; collects World War II-era pocket lint; speaks Farsi, Esperanto, and Klingon; was voted “class clown” at the Eugene Z. Gravel Undertaker College; paints still lifes in the nude; and in his spare time he’s the Australian Junior Minister for Fisheries. Please welcome… Gern “Blackie” Bleenowitz!

O.M.G.!! My high school Latin teacher was Mr. Eugene A. Gravel, well known for witticisms such as “O ubi, O ubi est meus sub-ubi!” and teaching us to conjugate the verb “to be” as a basketball cheer: “Sum, es, est! Summus, estis, sunt!”

Me too! Another one for the coffee table book. In fact – I’d put this pic on the cover. What should the title be? “Cute Overloaded” by Not that Mike the Other Mike? (I’m sure someone can come up with a cleverer book title)